8
Garrett
Sedona doesn’t answer her phone or her door, despite the fact that her car is parked outside. A month ago, I would’ve shrugged such a thing off as another irresponsible college student move. But after what happened to her last week, my paranoia spikes sky high.
I pound on her door with my fist, cracking the solid wood. “Sedona!”
Trey and Jared shift behind me. The rest of my pack will be arriving in a few minutes to move Sedona’s things to my building.
“You have a key, you know,” Trey reminds me.
I curse and pull out my keyring, finding the master to the entire building and inserting it in the lock.
Inside, Sedona’s apartment is a mess. Not a mess like it’s been ransacked, just her usual chaotic disaster-area. She definitely hasn’t put any effort into getting packed for th
